"My you've traveled far! What has brought you to Thyana?"
The woman was trying to distract me, which I found mildly annoying at the moment, but I let her as it was only polite, "I'm not sure why. I just found my way here."
"Well, I know why you're here."
Surprised I looked at the woman, "You do?"
She nodded and said, "Yes."
"Why?"
"Because El Elyon sent you to us."
I stared at her for a moment then looked over at the baby, once again hungry for more milk. I conceded that it was apparent that I had been of some good, but did that constitute my presence here as being divinely inspired?
The baby had all but fallen asleep and I watched where its little blood stained fingers lay against the woman's throat. My blood. I found the nursing mother looking at me only to see her mouth out quietly, "Thank you!"
I nodded, happy in the knowledge that I had been instrumental in bringing some measure of comfort to this grieving mother. I was being tugged to my feet and several steps later was pushed down onto a warm mat by the fire. My eyes closed as if drugged and I drifted off into a dreamless sleep. I was too tired to even wonder as to what tomorrow would bring.